Sacramental Songtext
von Ghosts of Atlantis

This is the ritual and this is the time
The whispers of eternity now pass through space and time
Now, this is the ritual, born out of deepest truth
The whispers of eternity begin and end with you

For this is the ritual, now, release the chains
Of Atlantean kin no longer held as slaves
Once bound by their wrists and blinded by a veil
The whispers of the elders, no longer just a tale

Just a tale
No longer just a tale

Psalms of the forefathers bring lesson of deceit
Buried in their visions that mortals cannot see
Invoking the underworld for Hades to appear
Necromantic rituals are now their greatest fear

Pray for the righteous, pray for the gods
Pray for their souls to be released
As echoes from another world emerge from the sea
The hope holds true, in faith imbued, a reason to believe


On bended knees, they prayed
From the silhouettes of darker days
As the sun goes down
This sacrament begins

Forbidden paths of darkness, a wanderer′s demise
The eclipsed shadows from the moon, pulls power from the sky
Glimpses of redemption, and not all hope is lost
The riddles of the prophecies now break like winter's frost

Pray for the righteous, pray for the gods
Pray for their souls to be released
As echoes from another world emerge from the sea
The hope holds true, in faith imbued, a reason to believe

On bended knees, they prayed
From the silhouettes of darker days
As the sun goes down
This sacrament begins
This is the ritual, this is the time
When the whispers of eternity
Can pass through space and time


They raise from the depths, once lurking in the deep
And now the storms run calm
The clans of Atlantis are finally released
No longer bound to harm
For now is the time for those to stand and fight
And now is the chance to redeem
No more on bended knee
The people enslaved now finally free

On bended knees, they prayed
From the silhouettes of darker days
As the sun goes down
This sacrament begins
This is the ritual, this is the time
When the whispers of reality
Echo space and time

Pray for the righteous, pray for the gods
Pray for their souls to be released
As echoes from another world emerge from the sea
The people enslaved now finally free

This is the ritual and this is the time
The whispers of eternity now pass through space and time
Now, this is the ritual, born out of deepest truth
The whispers of eternity begin and end with you